The sand in your hands

The sand in your hands

Listen to this reflections on the subject of friendship I think you can make people think.
William, a boy of thirteen, walking on the beach with his mother.
Suddenly he asked: "Mom, how do you keep a friend when I finally was able to find him?"
The mother pondered a moment, then leaned over and took two handfuls of sand.
Keeping your palms facing upward, clutched a hand escaped the sand between the toes, and the more his fist clenched, the more the sand escaped.
Instead held wide open the other hand: the sand remained there all.